It's holiday again. Counting each second for me to go home. Tick... Tick... Tick.. Tick... Nak balik kampung ke nak pegi kl? If I go home i can meet Koko. But money will fly. Home is so irresistible i could not help myself to go shopping. Want to buy this and that especially foods. Nak pegi kl. Nak ronda-ronda mengurangkan kekacauan jiwa. Nak jumpa Hujan by chance. They are performing at Planet Hollywood tomorrow, kalau ada jodoh berjumpalah aku dengan Encik Noh Rambut Tembikai.

To my student Dhuria, teacher akan rindukan semua kenangan kita bersama. Don't forget us here: Azuwan, Afnan, Epul, Ajwad, Kosai, Suzie, Ijma, Shikin, Elly, Shuba and the rest. You might be far from us but we will always remember you for who you are and maybe one day we will still see each other again. Maybe by that time teacher makin cun dari sekarang sampai awak tak cam teacher. Take care my dear. Keep our memories fresh in mind.

We were in the car. Him sitting next to me. Me happily staring at him. The only face that i long to see everyday. We were chatting all the time. But somehow he showed some awkwardness. He didn't look composed like always like something was bothering his mind. Curiosity hit me but i could not detect any clue. The conversation stopped when he suddenly searched for something in his pocket. He took it out. A small red love-shaped box. And you could guess the content inside. I was nervous. But not as nervous as him. Speechlessly, he handed me the box. The moment i took it from his hand, tears were rolling down my cheeks. I opened it up and there it was. A beautiful diamond ring I've ever seen. He didn't say anything but i couldn't wait any longer so i told him "Yes, I'd marry you" and gave him a hug.

But all the above just occurred in my dream last night. It is not that 100% accurate because I've edited the part that he gave me 2 diamond rings. However, would the proposal be a 100% dream come true?

I'm a real sucker for high heels. Really. I own dozens of them. I don't know since when this addiction has started but it happens that i love this new addiction and tend to slave myself for it.

I notice that the teachers in my school notice that i am the only noticeable person with a pair of adorable and nice sepatu tinggi. Even the students notice it too. They always go like "Wah Teacher, comelnya kasut teacher..." or "Teacher, tengok kasut..." or "Tak jatuh ke Teacher pakai kasut tumit tinggi mcm KLCC?". I don't mind they bother about how pelik or how tinggi my high heels are. I am so proud of it. It defines me like a trademark. You know in certain situation it might help like when somebody is searching for Teacher Syeida, the attached statement would be "Owh, yang selalu pakai kasut tumit tinggi yang pelik2 or comel2 tu?". So, isn't that easy to remember me that way?

The funny thing is, there are certain people who do not appreciate the creations of high heels. I feel sorry for these people but still nothing can shoo away this shoe-madness. Huhu